And when looking at people, he is neither humble nor arrogant, and his eyes always reveal a shrewdness. It's not much different from Liancheng. An Linghan felt that this was his ideal image of the bustard.

"Mom saw that the former owner sold the Qinglou, and ran away with the money." The woman who looked at An Linghan said.

"Oh? Do you think you might be able to do the job of bustard? An Linghan asked the woman tentatively.

"The owner has been looking at me since just now, presumably there is something outstanding about me that the owner wants, whether I can be qualified for the role of the bustard, I think the owner has already had the answer." The woman replied calmly.

An Linghan had some appreciation in his heart. Sure enough, wise, shrewd and sleek, her answers are watertight and logical, she is the candidate she wants.

"What's your name?" An Linghan looked at the woman.

"The slave's name is Yingsleeve." Yingsleeve owes a debt.

"In the future, you will be the old bustard in this Huarou Pavilion, and the girls in the building will be assigned by you in the future. Of course, if you let me know what you shouldn't have in mind, you'll end no better than anyone else. An Linghan looked at Yingsleeve steadily.

"Yes, the slave family will definitely live up to the expectations of the owner." Yingxiu's delicate body bends slightly, and her language is sincere.

At this time, a discordant voice interrupted An Linghan.

"Why can she be an old bustard, and let us all listen to him, she is not top-notch among our girls, and her figure is not as plump as mine." Hua Zhi straightened his chest after speaking.

Lian Cheng turned sideways and said to An Linghan: "She was the Oiran Hua cheese in the building before, relying on herself to be the most beautiful girl in the building, and she usually bullied others. ”

An Linghan nodded, signaling that he knew.

"You ask Yingsleeve why, then what do you think you are the basis for yourself?" An Linghan asked calmly.

"Of course, it's because of my Oiran identity, my appearance, and my figure. With these few points, where can that red sleeve compare to me? Huazhi said proudly.

"In that case, do you want to be a bustard?" An Linghan was still expressionless.

"I don't want to be an old bustard, how can that kind of errand that is tired and not worth his life worthy of me?" After Hua Zhi finished speaking, he glanced at An Linghan a few times and said, "I want to be your woman!" You're so handsome, only I can be worthy of you! ”

Ying Sleeve on the side saw Huazhi's stupid appearance, and despised Huazhi very much in his heart, and he was really big-chested. At the same time, I was also a little worried in my heart, worried that An Linghan would be as sad as those ordinary people.

When she saw An Linghan, she just glanced at Hua Zhi lightly, and she was not half obsessed, and secretly said that she really didn't see the wrong person.

An Linghan turned to Lian Cheng and said, "Throw her out." Then he said to the other girls with a cold face: "My son has reminded you not to use your brains, this is only the lightest punishment, I don't believe you can try it." Of course, next time my patience won't be so good. ”

Those who have just ignited some ideas have been strangled in the cradle before they can be put into practice.

After all, this group of women has long been accustomed to the life of selling meat, and they can't do anything, so how can they live without here?

Pale and reluctantly smiled at An Linghan: "The owner said that he was laughing, the slave family is just a weak woman, how dare they have any ideas, they will all listen to the owner's dispatch in the future." ”

Lian Cheng looked at An Linghan with admiration, it was so easy to let these girls give in, if it was him, I am afraid that he would have been impatient to fight, right?

An Linghan was very satisfied with the current effect, and called Yingsleeve to the private room on the second floor, and let the other girls go back to rest.

An Linghan took out five hundred taels of silver tickets from his sleeve and handed it to Red Sleeves: "Put away the silver, the girls in the building will definitely be much less after today, you go to the tooth market to buy some clean background and come back, so you can train yourself, but if you just want to sell your art and not sell your body, you don't have to force it." ”

Ying Sleeve took the silver ticket and said to An Linghan with some puzzlement: "What materials do you need for the training in the January period that the owner just said?" The slave family bought it back together, and it was convenient to prepare it in advance. ”

An Linghan was not surprised that Yingsleeve would ask this, and it was not difficult to see from Yingsleeve's answer just now that she was a very careful and cautious person.

An Linghan thought for a moment and felt that he should be able to bring some music and dance from the 21st century here. The response must be good, after all, people are always curious about new things.

Inspiration came as soon as it was said, An Linghan picked up the brush that was put aside, and combined the matching of modern crop tops and miniskirts with ancient costumes to design a dress. It was drawn on paper and handed to Red Sleeves, indicating that this was the uniform costume of the girls.

Ying Sleeve took it, and saw that the clothes on the paper were styles she had never seen before, and the waist was not the full fabric of the past, but the skirt of the lower body was connected with a piece of fabric, just enough to expose the slender waist.

Ying Sleeve was a little shocked, she couldn't imagine that the owner had such a novel idea, so, are you afraid that Huarouge will not be popular? Yingsleeve instantly became more motivated.

An Linghan on the side did not stop, in addition to clothes, there were also dances and songs.

After thinking about it, An Linghan felt that there was a song that was particularly suitable for singing in the Qinglou, that is, "Itch", An Linghan copied the lyrics of "Itch", and asked Yingsleeve to sing it more charmingly.

An Linghan thought that in addition to some ancient dances, the dance with "Itch" can also be paired with pole dance, which can just give people that feeling of being charming to the extreme.

gave the lyrics of "Itch" to Yingsleeve, An Linghan began to draw pole dancing movements, precautions and skills, although he couldn't learn the essence in a month, but the performance was enough to pick up guests.

Because the pole dancing movements need to be many and detailed, two hours passed for this painting. Ying Sleeve looked at An Linghan's serious side face, and was a little overwhelmed by An Linghan's prosperous beauty, of course, it was just a pure appreciation of beauty.

And the other girls in the building didn't think so, they all thought that Yingsleeve had climbed up to An Linghan's high branch, and they gritted their teeth with jealousy but didn't dare to make any obvious moves, who made Yingsleeve be favored by the new owner at first sight?

An Linghan rubbed his sour wrist and handed over the pole dancing tutorial to Ying Sleeve, as for the pole dancing is not within An Linghao's range of thinking, presumably with Ying Sleeve's wisdom, he will not be unable to find a substitute.

Ying Sleeve looked at the three manuscripts in front of her, and was very excited in her heart, any one of them alone was the object of fanatical pursuit by other Qinglou, with these, she would definitely be able to kill a piece of the world in Qinglou

An Linghan yawned, twisted his somewhat stiff neck, and walked towards Ze Wangfu alone.

I don't know if I didn't return overnight, what happened to Su Qin in Ze Wangfu, and how happened to Chu Xingze. An Linghan was a little surprised, how could he think of Chu Xingze? But I didn't think much about it, after all, Chu Xingze was so cute and it wasn't strange that he cared about it.

In fact, Chu Xingze already knew about An Linghan's own purchase of the industry, and he was very much in favor of it, since he was the princess of Ze, it meant that there would be a lot of hardships to suffer in the future, and the current An Linghan was obviously not good, she still needed to grow.

Now Huarouge's house used to be Chu Xingze's industry, otherwise who would sell it out with such good conditions? Where will it be An Linghan's turn?

After all, seeing An Linghan growing, Chu Xingze didn't suggest helping at all, the faster An Linghan grows, the stronger his self-protection ability will be, why not do it?

In An Linghan's room, An Linghan was lying on the bed, sleeping without an image.

Suddenly, a black shadow swept in, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little when he saw An Linghan's image, but I have to say that An Linghan, who was asleep, was a little less flamboyant and a little more well-behaved, and looked very cute.

An Linghan's little face wrinkled together and turned to a small bun, as if he was muttering something, and the black shadow came closer to listen: "Chu Xingze, don't worry, with me covering you, no one dares to bully you." Don't be afraid, be good, don't cry. ”